Cold + Fog = Zen - 204/365
Monday we woke up to a cold, foggy day in the mountains. I couldn't have been happier. The sun and heat have been hell on my migraines. Cold dark days are always easier on me. So, even though my body said 'no,' I pushed myself to go the extra few miles on the dog walk to get some cool shots from a vista on Loma Prieta. But it didn't work out so well. It was so blustery, I couldn't keep the dogs still and from brush blowing around through my shots, so I gave up and turned around. All that extra hiking for no decent fog shots sure can bum out a Lymie. It's not like I benefited from the extra workout, like most people would. In fact, doing too much can set me back a lot.
On the way home, I had to use Loki's flat buckle collar which hangs so low on his neck, it sits on his sternum, to pull me up the last two 50 foot hills on NitWit trail. At the top of the trail, I almost tossed my cookies.
If you remember posts from years ago, you'll see how steep the trail is and that we have ropes to hold onto for descending. We can't put in stairs on this part of Nitwit trail due to a water line that runs below the trail. The ropes are not that helpful in going up, but Loki helps a lot.
A couple of weeks ago, heavy winds blew down a young redwood and broke some of our rope hand rails. It's since been repaired.
Despite the weather being good for my Lyme, it still reminds me I have a long way to go! To think just a few short years ago, I would have used these trails to train uphill running and now I can barely walk them without help from some pup literally pulling me up them. After the first 2 days, he caught on to what his job is now and he goes at nice steady pace, choosing a good line to make it easy on both of us.
At least I had a foggy day. I'm looking forward to a long, cold, wet winter! What a weird thing to say.
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